Zombie Lord Novels & Stories

“So, what do we need to know about Domlur?” Quinn asked while we are eating our breakfast at Rendall’s house. Last night, we decided to plan everything so that we can pull off this mission. It was supposed to be my mission but they used the word “our” and I can’t help but be thankful that I have them. “Well, Domlur is where werewolves live.” Quinn and I scowled at what Rendall said. That is common knowledge for god’s sake.

“So, who do you live with then? Your mum?” “No, my mum's dead too. I live with my older brother.” I added saving him the stress of having to ask. The truth seems to be working, I just have to edit the unnecessary parts, like the fact that my brother is a vampire that is about to be crowned king of the underworld.

Today made an exception, the sight alone of Melvin with that Werewolf woman was something that drove her almost to insanity, it had been the last thing he expected while going into the wood after him and as such … She heaved heavily as the wagon moved past the trees on either side of it, by then the sun was out in its full glory but her mind was still under the shades of darkness. She was Zaria Selena Ambrose - The Vampire succubus and princess of the Eastern Colony,no one dared treat her that way. Her First plan was to call everything off but when she thought about it again she saw it a easy way out, if she called it off she would be letting him go easily. She wanted him to pay for humilat

I muttered. After a moment, she said, “The only trip I know that Master Ramez is making tomorrow is to the mines, so maybe that’s where you’re going. It’s the only one that makes sense.” “The mines,” I repeated quietly. “Yeah,” she said with a small nod. “That’s the only trip I’ve heard about. Maybe Sire’s handling something important there.” I leaned back on my hands, staring at nothing in particular. The luminite mines again. Everything seemed to circle back to that. My father’s death, the Othos’ sudden appearance, this strange bond I now shared with a vampire—it all connected somehow. I could feel it.

,said Zane holding his lead knife. As the vampire approached him, Zane attacked him with his knife and it hit the vampire in the neck. "A LEAD KNIFE?!", shrieked the vampire. Lead was fatal to the Vampires of Pamlivam. As the vampire prepared to attack him again. A greyish black wolf jumped at the vampire and wrestled him to the ground , the Vampire was taken by surprise which was an advantage for the wolf as it ripped it's head out from his body. Zane stared at amazement at his saviour. The wolf looked at Zane and changed form. It was his mother , she came running towards Zane.

In the final year of my bond with vampire lord Saul, the curse of our pact struck, and I was overwhelmed by agony, but my lord was nowhere to be found. He had gone out. He left me to suffer. Alone. When the door finally creaked open the next morning, I looked up through bloodshot eyes—hope flickering like a dying candle. But he wasn't alone. He carried an unconscious woman in his arms, her head resting against his chest like she belonged there.

I spoke through clenched teeth, "Hans... f*cking... open your eyes... and look at the world we live in..." "Let go of Captain Cloude!" Lucas suddenly lunged forward, only to be kicked away by Hans. Winnie hid behind him, revealing half her face while flashing me a victorious smile. However, the sharp-eyed Lucas noticed a red dot on her arm. "You... You were bitten by a zombie?"

The two were locked for some moments. “I am Zuba”, she said softly. “I am the princess of the kingdom of Borney of the vampire”. “But I am werewolf”, said Jason “Yea, its fine” “Sure?” “Yea, we’re in this together, to turn our hates into love, but they won’t allow us”. She said. “Can we do this?” “Why not”, said Jason hesitantly. “Off course we can, let’s get on it” But before they could figure out on the next step, some passers-by that saw them screamed. They began to shout.

[LUNA] Here I am again, at the bar, trying to drown myself in liquor. But this isn't just any liquor—this one is different. A darker brew, gifted by the elder vampires themselves. I don’t know what’s in it, but it grips me, sends a shiver down my spine, makes the room spin just the way I want it to.

I heard a gruffy voice in the distance, dishing out orders. Dammit! I should've pulled out the maid's guts when I had the chance! “How do these werewolves even summon their wolves?” I wondered, trying to summon my wolf based on the knowledge I had gathered, especially from Alpha Cassius's memory. “Dammit! That old man made this appear too easy.”